Week 8

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Thanks to Freddie, it seems as though you’ve dealt your first, honest blow to Randall. Truly a fitting end to the Randall Rech Zone. Sadly, you’re still stuck here, but something inside you is nagging at you to keep your head up. This late in the game, nobody has to be willing to resort to murder.

...Right?

12 people remain]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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[athleticallyinclined]

[ He has no idea who you're talking about, Soos. But he does remember the mirror.

He snorts derisively. ]

Why would you think they'd be here?

Half of them are dead, aren't they?

[sorrydoods]

Shat up!

[Soos tries to take a swing at Gaston, but doesn't even get close, his fist going far to Gaston's right, and only really getting him to fall on his face.

That doesn't stop him to lift it back off the floor to glare at Gaston.]

Sum of 'em aren't dead, you know! Sum of my friends are still alive! So-

[He blows a raspberry.]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Gaston steps deftly back, and watches impassively as Soos crashes to the floor. Wait a minute. Is he saying...is he really saying...

No. It can't be. ]

You have friends?

[sorrydoods]

[Just...more raspberry-ing in response...

I really don't know what you were expecting.]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ No, that's about right. ]

You can't think that crying will bring them here.

[ He says "crying" in the same derisive, utterly repulsed tone a normal person might say "eating your own shit." ]

[sorrydoods]

Do you th-*hic*-ink Belle is gonna like you wh-when you've only been a huuuuuuuuge dick this whole time?

[Yes, he did go there.]

cw...gaston...

[athleticallyinclined]

Belle doesn't care about that kind of thing.

[ He sighs, dejected, and drops into the chair next to Soos, feet up on the bar. ]

If that was all she wanted, she'd have married me in a heartbeat!

[sorrydoods]

[Well, now he's gagging. Overdramatic gagging, of course, and sounding clearly disgusted.]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Just. Backs away.

Don't throw up that rum all over his boots, please. ]

[sorrydoods]

[If only he was that wasted.

Instead he just stops after he notices Gaston's backed away.]

You...you really think she disn't care what yur like in a...murder mansion place?

[He may be drunk, and not the smartest person in this manor, but even he can't fall for that kinda thing.]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ He...hesitates, for a moment.

Then he huffs in annoyance, glaring at nothing. ]

She hates me anyway! What's the point?

[sorrydoods]

Then-then why do you even like her?! If she dozen't like you, th-*hic*-en why don't you just go for sum other girl? One that a-actually likes you?

[Seriously, why bother??]

[athleticallyinclined]

Some other girl?

[ Soos, have some self-respect. ]

That would be...giving up! Admitting defeat!

[ He bangs a fist on the bar. ]

The only way to win is to win her over!

[sorrydoods]

W-ell, which do you prefer? Being in a nice relashonship with someone, or losing a gerl that doezn't even like you?

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Soos are you okay.

He squints as if he's trying very hard to understand. ]

You mean...settling for second best?

[sorrydoods]

[He's drunk as fuck, what do you expect]

Well, kinda, I guess? At least stop going for a girl that-that hates your guts...

[athleticallyinclined]

Wouldn't it be better to keep trying?

Think how satisfying it'll be when she finally gives in!

[sorrydoods]

Well, maybe, but do you really think she evr will? Like, if you reallllly think so, I guess you could ceep trying, but, if not...it'd be the easier thing. Plus, less annoying.

[athleticallyinclined]

[ He scowls. This is not what he wants to hear. ]

There must be some way to change her mind.

Locking up her father in an asylum didn't work...

[sorrydoods]

...please tell me your joking.

[what the FUCK gaston]

[athleticallyinclined]

Why would I joke about something like this?

[ He is 100% serious. ]

[sorrydoods]

Why would you think that'd help you?! That's-that's like trying to become friends with someone buy punching them in the kidneys!

[athleticallyinclined]

...That doesn't work?

[ WELL THAT EXPLAINS A LOT ]

[sorrydoods]

...NO!!!

I mean, unless they're the kind a' person that likes stuff like that, but most people don't!!

[It's explaining kindness to him all over again.]

[athleticallyinclined]

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